It is said..
Change is as good as a holiday.
I am not sure about that, in reality, but I decided it was time for a change in templete. I was tired of the old green, soothing though it seemed at first.
I was feeling like a 'Spring Clean' in Autumn.
I might even get a new header, though the Cucurbit is rather Autumnal.
It is said...
Babies bring joy.
That is certainly the case with this dear little Grandson of my Beloved Brother.
Does he not look cute as a Blue Bunny!
Yesterday, I went to collect some new spectacles. I love that word spectacles- sounds so much more sophisitcated than 'glasses'. Haha.
I am still getting used to the size, & the new prescription. I am glad I got the 2-for-one deal, since one pair is proving very uncomfortable, so I will have to go back for a refit. Thankfully the other pair are more comfortable.
I am not sure I like the new narrow lenses, but I suppose I will get used to them, & I tried to choose the slightly deeper frames.
We shopped for vegetables at our local little shop, which stocks mostly locally grown fruit & vegetables, where they can. The produce is not always perfect & sizes vary wildly at times, but they taste good, & the price is always right~ no transport costs.
I love eggplant or Aubergines, if you prefer. Gom does not care for them at all, so I might make a dish to share with my daughter, as she loves them too. We also bought locally grown passionfruit, so I am thinking to make a Passionfruit Sponge.
Sigh** I wish Gom had not killed our Passionfruit vine...
This gorgeous camelia was just opening, when we left to go out. I love the crinkly petals, as they unfold.
We have had 3 of the most wonderful days. Warm humidity free sunny days. These are my favourite Autumn days. The nights are cool enough for bedcovers, the days still warm enough for light clothes.
However, what stunned me, was the fact that Gom had been asked for food- "I am pregnant, & I am rather hungry" and a drink. He had got her some water, plus several biscuits with vegemite. She then asked us for more biscuits before she went on her way.
While I felt sorry for her, I also am rather suspicious of people with extremely bad grammar who 'beg'.
Poor baby, poor girl, who is little more than a baby herself. When Gom told me where she came from ... that explained it. It is an area renowned for it's poor education levels, it's wayward youth.
But how awful to think we have such ghettos in this, the supposedly "Lucky Country".